"Give me one reason why I shouldn't kill your friends, sadly I can't kill you because you're my mate."
"So what? You're going to keep me in this cell because I'm a rogue? For your luck I ain't, but if I was? So what?" Tears filled my eyes, "Oh you can't have a rogue mate? Why? Oh, the cliche rogue killed my parents? It's that it?"
"No, rogues didn't kill my parents nor anyone in my family. I just distaste them." He snatched my arm, yanking me forward. "I see you, and my blood boils. I can't contain what I feel even though my wolf tells me that I should take you as my mate."
I yanked my arm away, "I don't want you to want me, I don't want you to feel obligated. Set me free, you don't want me. I'm a rogue. Set me free, let me go.
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Other Life
WerewolfCatalina was used to run away her whole life. Only this time, she couldn't run away.
